The Road Ahead

Chapter 1: A New Beginning

Highschool.
That word alone is enough to send chills down any given person's spine, well, other than Naomi. She had been blabbing about Highschool since 7th grade.

"I honestly don't think it's that big of a deal Mimi," I shrugged as she attempted to braid my hair, "To me, Highschool is nothing but a cesspool of lost hopes and dreams."

"Are you always this much of a downer?" She questioned, raising her eyebrows in judgement, "Highschool is like a dream for me." She fantasized, not realizing she had gotten the brush stuck in my hair.

"Owow OW!!" I yelled in pain, "I don't know why I continue to let you do my hair."

She tugged the brush a little before proceeding to yank it out forcefully, I wouldn't have been surprised if there was blood, "because I'm the only one who does it good."

It was true, ever since my mom taught her how to do braids she was obsessed with doing them on me, which I didn't mind because I enjoyed having my hair in them to the point nobody saw me without them in other than Naomi. It was kind of our thing.

"Okay but that doesn't mean you're allowed to scalp me!!" I rubbed the wounded area and checked my hand for any blood, "you got lucky this time."

She giggled before continuing to murder my hair. After another hour of her finishing up I finally laid down, relieved from torture. I turned my head toward Naomi who was cleaning out the poor mangled brush she had put through hell and back.

"So do you know your classes yet?" I asked shyly. Ever since third grade we've had at least one class together an one class was enough to keep us best friends. I was always paranoid that one day she would decide she doesn't like me and leave for someone more popular. She definitely looked like she deserved to be with the popular kids. Her olive skin complimented her bright blue eyes and dirty blonde hair. It was hard for me to believe she was Hispanic given her stereotypical white girl appearance, but nonetheless she was pretty and way to good for me, but the world works in mysterious ways I presumed.

"No, I think we get them on the first day of school," she answered, preoccupied with her brush dilemma.

"Do you think we will still be friends throughout Highschool?," I asked unsure, "like we won't drift away?"

Naomi decided on just throwing the brush away and looked over at me  with a confused expression, "Dani, you're such a worrywart you know that?" She laughed, "We will never, EVER stop being friends okay?"

I sighed, still not satisfied, "Pinky promise?" I laid a pair of forest green puppy dog eyes on her as I held my pinky out, another one of our things.

She held her pinky out and interlocked it with mine, giving me full belief that nothing was ever going to come between them.

Then her cellphone rang.

She quickly let go and went to answer it, ruining the mood completely, "who is it?" I asked, curious to know who had the audacity to call during our little moment.

"Chase," she responded before animating her expression as she talked to him. He was a friend of ours who seemingly was more interested in Naomi than he was me. Not that I was complaining.

"Party?" She asked, her legs had crossed and she had raised her eyebrows, never really perfecting the one raised eyebrow trick.

I quickly sat up, letting my ginger french braids swing around as I was death glaring Naomi and making an 'X' with my arms like I was on the Family Feud show. I knew what kind of stuff went down at parties and I didn't want her to be any apart of it.

She smiled devilishly at me before replying, "we'd love to go!! We will see you then!" She made a fake kissing sound before hanging up, leaving my jaw dropped down to the floor.

"Nope," I said waving my arms and shaking my head, "there is no way we are going to ANY party that involves jocks and popular people," I protested. Chase was aspiring  to be a football/baseball player at WestBank Highschool, our Highschool. Naturally he had all the hookups with popular people and knew where all the parties were at, but until now he had known better than to invite us to anything of the sorts.

"Ohhhh come on Daniiiiiii," she pleaded. She was already on the floor groveling before me, "Just this one and that's it I promise." She held her pinky out as if it were a peace offering. Unable to say no to her, I locked her pinky with mine and the deal was sealed. I knew I would soon come to regret the decision later on, but I never thought it would get that bad.
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A/N Okay! So first official chapter done! What do you think is going to happen at the party ?? Because I sure as hell don't know! I really hope the 13 of you who follow me enjoy because I'm kind of new at this, so please all criticism is appreciated (unless you're an asshat, then it is not appreciated) but thank you! See you next time!